Wednesday, June 25, 2008

Recently we went to visit my parents for the weekend. Usually Little Ninja sleeps in the study, Husband sleeps on the couch (we won't go into that for now, but it's for the best. For me.) And I sleep on queen with Meatball on the floor next to me.

The first night Ninja was cooperative and slept willingly and happily in her "princess bed." However, the second night she refused and kept crawling into my bed. I didn't press the matter because we were leaving in the morning, and I was worn down. At first I thought she was asleep while getting Meatball and I ready for bed, but then an hour later I found her sleeping on my side of the bed, the side I needed to be on since Meatball was on the floor on that side.

I quietly tiptoed into the room and was going to gently nudge her over when she sat straight up, completely awake and said, "No Mommy, I don't want to sleep on that side. There is something dirty there!"

"What's dirty? You mean, on that side of the bed?" I asked

"Uh-huh. Look!" as she pointed to three small boogers lined neatly along the edge of the bed.

Horrifying. How could my mother fail so utterly in housekeeping and hospitality?! How could she let us sleep on such filthy sheets!

About Me

I am a 32 year old mother of two little ones. My husband and I are physicians and we practice in the two most litigous and crazy-working-hour fields in medicine. Just enjoying life, its blessings, and occasionally, sleep.